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Did you ever wonder, "what the hell did he just say?". Well, wonder no more because here are lyrics for some of the songs written by Tom Stahl. All these songs are copyrighted and can be found on various CDs that are also available for purchase on the website. If you would like to hear what these songs sound like or see what CD they are on, simply click on the "Sample/Order CD" button on the left hand side of this page. Enjoy the reading!!

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ALL YOU NEED

You remind me of me when I minded like you, but I don’t seem to mind anymore, I was blinded it’s true by things shiny and new, but things shiny and new get old and worn, I’ve been wanting and wasting time, always searching and only to find

I’ve sought fortune and fame, got caught up in that game, it’s insane how some people keep score, ‘cause with all you attain, there comes heartache and pain and I’ve found having gained less is more, I’ve been wanting and wasting time, always searching and only to find

Refrain

All you need in this world is love sweet love, how can people be so blind, all I need in this world I have right here and it’s been here all the time

I’ve been taught wrong from right and I’ve fought the good fight, still there’s times I thought I’d lost the war, well it’s cliché and trite, but I’ve seen the light and I now know what’s worth fighting for, I’ve been wanting and wasting time, always searching and only to find

Refrain

All you need in this world is love sweet love, how can people be so blind, all I need in this world I have right here and it’s been here all the time

Words and music by Tom Stahl

Samilou Publishing

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ARE THERE ANGELS

Are there angels, have they wings, who would dare believe such things in a world where faith is rarely blind, angels can be hard to find, but don’t despair, angels are near.

Up in heaven angels fly, no one here knows how or why, but if you look closely, all around, there are angels to be found, but come what may, angels can’t stay,

Refrain

Angels don’t belong down here on earth, they're gone before you know it and when they’re gone it hurts, so treasure every moment from the moment of their birth ‘cause you know angels don’t belong down here on earth.

Where they’re angels, there is hope, so when you feel you just can’t cope and the world around turns cold and gray and your angel’s far away, well don’t you cry, angels don’t die.

Refrain

Words and music by Tom Stahl

Samilou Publishing

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ARE WE MOVING

Are we moving, can’t you see, of course we’re moving, well that’s the best orange in the whole group of apples, and there’s a sale on all grapes, and the man at the fruit stand is wearing a suit for Christ’s sake.

Are we moving, can’t you see, of course we’re moving,

Well that’s the best novel I never will read, it’s been written in Braille, and the girl at the book store is learning to cook with a pail.

Refrain

All aboard the good ship mediocrity, setting sail for the land of monotony, everything there’s as good as not better can be, could it be.

Are we moving, can’t you see, of course we’re moving,

They’re building a bridge it goes ‘round in a circle and it never hits land, and the man in the toll booth is rolling his coins with one hand.

Refrain

Everything here is so extraordinary, like that’s just what we need is more ordinary, everything here’s as good as not better can be, could it be.

Are we moving, can’t you see, of course we’re moving,

The man with the paint brush spilled paint on his pants, now they hang in a hall and the artist sits still like a statue encased in a wall.

Refrain

All aboard the good ship mediocrity, setting sail for the land of monotony, everything here’s as good as not better can be.

Words and music by Tom Stahl

Samilou Publishing

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BANG BANG

Here's your gun. Where's your daddy. Don't you think it's kinda sad he never stuck around to see the kind of man that you've become. You got one hand on a rattle and you other hand's upon a gun. Go to school, bring your ammo. If there's not enough to go around they'll send you home until you've got enough for every gun. You're a big man in the saddle but without a horse you're still no one. Well bang, bang, shoot’em up somebody's dies, everybody look around and ask yourselves why. Momma did the best she could to raise her young son but without a father figure he's just another son of a gun. Little boy, where's you teachers? Is it really up to them to try and reach you once you pass through their gate? That don't equate. If you don't get it at home then by the time they getcha it's too late. Well bang, bang, shoot em up, somebody dies, everybody look around and ask yourselves why. Momma did the best she could to raise her young son, but without a father, I figure he's just another son of a gun, son of a gun. here's your gun. Where's your daddy? Don't it make you kinda mad he never stuck around to see the kinda man that you've become. You look real big in the saddle, but without a horse you're still a no one.

Words and music by Tom Stahl

Samilou Publishing

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BANKS OF DA NILE

Well I’ve been baptized in the river of doubt, by the banks of denial lies my faith, and I’ve been chastised by some givers of shout, allayaluya, amen man you’re saved, well I played that game before, you won’t sway me no more.

I’ve seen the fear in people’s eyes instilled by you under the guise of some divine deity, and now I’ve come to realize it’s really you that I despise with your self-served sanity, I prayed your game before, you won’t sway me no more.

Refrain

Tell me what in the name of my God are you doing, and who in this world is it for, will the sins of the son be the father’s undoing, will this only even the score, I’m unsure, so it goes, and what’s more, you don’t know.

Refrain

Words and music by Tom Stahl

Samilou Publishing

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BARBARA ANN

I’d seen your picture on my Grandma’s wall,

It brought back memories that I thought were long since gone

But I remember you Barbara Ann

You were the apple of your Daddy’s eyes

Your Momma’s favorite, that would not be denied,

When I think back I cry

A natural beauty with an angel’s smile,

You lived your life with such a regal grace and style,

Suffering all the while

My Momma told us if we all would pray,

That you’d get better and you’d come back home to stay,

Oh, how we prayed for you Barbara Ann

REFRAIN

Everyone pray for Barbara Ann,

Somebody say that she’ll get better,

Everyone pray, oh please Lord protect her,

Don’t you let her

You just got sicker with each passing day,

It didn’t matter, how long, how hard we prayed,

Helpless we watched as you slipped away

My Momma told us that we still should pray,

The Lord to bless you and to take away your pain,

Oh how we prayed for you Barbara Ann

REFRAIN

Everyone pray for Barbara Ann,

Everyone pray the Lord to take her,

Everyone pray, oh please don’t forsake her,

Just take her

Words and music by Tom Stahl

Samilou Publishing

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CALIFORNIA

It seems like only yesterday, I wasted time, wasted away, I hit the west coast two months out of school. Well life was soft and we drank hard, we’d crawl down Hollywood Boulevard, Saturday meant Stoli’s by the pool. All that sunshine on the brain, enough to drive a boy insane, easy to lose sight of why you came.

A mohawked girl with train-track arms, she squawked how life on daddy’s farm was not the life that she was meant to live, a grand deluded whacked out scheme, she found the town of broken dreams had taken all that she had had to give. All that sunshine on the brain, not enough to dull the pain and some they never get back home again.

Refrain

California here I come, right back where I started dumb, I’m not much smarter than the day I left. I’m going back to California, dressed in black, I’m going to mourn the fact I never lived in California when I did.

Far away and long ago, I shuffled off from Buffalo, a fearless deed for such a fearful lad. Now yesteryear’s like yesterday, I rue the time I threw away and love the time I thought I never had. All that sunshine on the brain, paradise was lost in vain, still I knew I’d get back there again.

Refrain

California here I come, right back where I started dumb, I’m not much smarter than the day I left. I going back to California, dressed in black, I’m going to mourn the fact I never lived in California when I did

Words and music by Tom Stahl

Samilou Publishing

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CLAIRE’S WEDDING

Well you made it through your umpteenth shower and he has survived his blast. Which brings us to your wedding hour, the time it went by so fast. Well I’m sure you’ve been lectured on what marriage means and you don’t need to hear more advice, but allow me this moment to share with you now just a few more words to the wise.

Refrain

When you say I do, you must, when you think you can’t you trust in each other and hold on tight, you’ll turn mountains to mole hills and chase away cold chills and a new dawn will follow each night.

When the mass it has ended we’ll party in peace and we’ll all raise a glass to you two and we’ll wish you Godspeed with your new unity and we’ll hope that your troubles are few. Well your sweet honeymoon it may set in the west and it might seem it won’t rise too soon, just remember this day and the vows that you made and your love will take care of the rest.

Refrain

When you say I do, you must, when you think you can’t you trust in each other and hold on tight , you’ll turn mountains to mole hills and take away cold chills and a new dawn will follow each night and every thing will turn out right.

Words and music by Tom Stahl

Samilou Publishing

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COULD IT BE

Today I’ll be a sad man, it’s sad I choose to be, I now know things I knew before I knew they had to be, it’s sad to think I chose it, it’s sad I chose to be, I could be so happy if I’d happen to be

Today I’ll be a blind man, it’s blind I choose to be, I now see things just yesterday I saw as prophecy, I don’t see why I chose it, it’s blind I chose to be, some day I may see things I predestine to see

Refrain

Could it be so if you will it to be, wouldn’t you know if you could, should a fool go where others will flee, you could be what you choose if you’d just choose to be

Today I’ll be a rich man, it’s rich I choose to be, I now have all I used to own when all I owned was free, it’s rich to think I chose it, it’s rich I chose to be, you may think poor of me, I may beg to agree

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Could it be so if you will it to be, wouldn’t you know if you could, should a fool go where others will flee, you could be what you choose if you’d just choose to be

Words and music by Tom Stahl

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DAD’S SONG

Never be nobody’s fool, and always follow the golden rule, things they just don’t teach in school are things I learned from you.

At dinner time, don’t you be late and always eat what‘s on your plate, there’s always some less fortunate that’d love to fill your shoes

Why must I be in by eight, the other kids they stay out late, oh my how you’d pontificate, today it makes me laugh

Back then I couldn’t understand, and often we seemed less than friends, time it seems to make amends, today I walk your path

Refrain

Men do what men must do and boys don’t understand, ‘til the one day when that little boy has grown into a man, every time I pass a mirror I’m so surprised to see, half the man I used to fear is looking back at me

I know now what you did and I know now why you did it, I’m sure you had some dreams though you’d never admit it, well stoic’s a word that comes to mind, heroic is not to far behind, your sacrifice, the selfless kind just makes me shake my head

Refrain

Men do what men must do and boys don’t understand, ‘til the one day when that little boy has grown into a man, every time I pass a mirror I pray to God I see, half the man I used to fear is looking back at me

Words and music by Tom Stahl

Samilou Publishing

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DRINKING SONG

[WORDS TO LIVE BY COURTESY OF TOM STAHL AND THE DANGERFIELDS]

Sister Mary Margaret Claire was working in her underwear with no one there to really care at all. Standing in the vestibule where father kept his gardening tools she grabbed a rake anticipating fall. Brother Henry Michael Nick while tending to the very sick saw Sister Mary Margaret Claire and called. If your garden isn't Eden then you better get a weedin' or you needn't be a gardenin' at all.

Sister Judy Carol Moe was really moving very slow and couldn't get the garden hoe to work. Having stayed out very late she fell into a sorry state and soon thought Mary Margaret Claire a jerk. Brother Henry Michael Nick who rarely ever gave a lick saw Sister Judy Carol Moe and grinned. If you wanna get to heaven, better be in bed by seven 'cause eleven's when the devilin' begins.

You can't be playing all day, drinking all night, thinking that a kingdom comes, Get to church on Sunday, pray again on Monday, gotta get the Lord's work done, Do as I have told you, not as I have shown you and you'll get the good fight won, If your life is really righteous then your destination might just be in heaven next to me and number one.

Sister Judy Carol Moe was well versed in the tales of woe and fell into the throes of one again, bending down to genuflect she soon began to circumspect on all that Henry Michael Nick had said. Pondering his good advice she started thinking once or twice and Sister Judy Carol Moe turned red. If I'm gonna be rejected up in heaven as expected, then I'm gonna have a good time 'til I'm dead.

Words and music by Tom Stahl

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DUMB AMERICAN

My country needs to be always protecting me, 'cause I'm too dumb

Trying to get some fast food standing in line,

it's my right to eat it if I'm so inclined, didn't see it coming,

it caught me by surprise, the girl behind the counter

made me super size, there ought to be a law

Standing in a bar now it ain't no joke, someone standing next to me

lit up a smoke, didn't see it coming, it caught me by surprise, someone

starting singing smoke gets in your eyes, there ought to be a law

I'm a dumb American, I'm under an attack,

the French are coming at me with a fries and Big Mac,

someone south of Sarasota's selling me cocaine,

Uncle Sammy could you subsidize my brain

I've a pretty happy friend you might call gay, got an invitation

to his wedding day, came without a warning, not a wink or a nod,